Not Many Experts

I waste far too much of my life combing an enormous mass of misinformation for inspiring music, and far too often, when it’s found, it’s been under my nose the whole time. Never has this reality kicked me more painfully in the balls than when I discovered that art-pop Liverpool band Outfit are actually from Birkenhead, where I willed away the previous hundreds of my years going to school. The entire time, a couple of minutes walk by the feet of even the slowest man would have taken me to Outfit, who were learning their own chilling strain of terrifying pop.

Formed from the ashes of Indica Ritual, and having got the entire Liverpool alternative media (oh, and that small national music newspaper the NME) on their side within the space of three gigs and a couple of forays onto Soundcloud, Outfit splice the eccentric and verbose vocals of Wild Beasts with the haunting refrain of the xx and even throw in the subtlety and patience of Foals, as if they didn’t already have enough pulse-destroyingly exciting reference points. The results are as good as they sound down on paper, and they sound even better when actually being listened to. Get your most stupidly expensive headphones on, properly concentrate and completely appreciate. Just don’t let Outfit pass you by, especially when they’re right in front of you.

Every Night I Dress Up As You by OUTFIT

Killer by OUTFIT